Dear PR Guest Speaker,

This is my blguestspeakerthumbog about you. Take it how you want, but it’s going to be the most honest take on what your visit to my class was like.


Because I’m running out of things to write about and it’s MY blog.

Guest speaker, you came into our class on time, I walked in late. That’s about right.

Nevertheless I thought you were funny, smart and helpful.

You work for a local company here in Ellensburg although, you know that, and you’re their “marketing Person.”

Yes, that is a direct quote from you.

You also talked about books, but yeah, you lost me there.

I don’t read so I’m sorry if I tuned out during that part.

What I did enjoy very much was your advice.

Some cliché, (I originally wrote “so” in-between some and Cliché) some helpful and some straight up eye opening.

Here’s what you had to say:

“Fail daily.”

If you’re not failing then you’re not trying. Welp, makes perfect sense to me.

“Read more than your friends do.”

Eh, you know how I feel about that.

“Be willing to try things.”

Yea Glendal, get out there man.

“Kindness is honesty.”

Okay, this one is pretty real. Honestly. Honesty is the best form of kindness. It keeps things authentic and you’re never trying to cover anything up.

You made it clear that you don’t have to be a jerk, but honesty is key.

This has given me the confidence to be honest without being mean, hence this blog that I am writing.

“You’re not doing things right if you don’t get negative feedback.”

Every athlete that I admire says the same thing.

Once upon a time I too was an aspiring athlete, and I know exactly what you mean.

I hate Kobe Bryant.

Why? Because every year he beat out my favorite team, I admire him, but he was always too great for my fandom to overcome.

Watching the way you conducted yourself during the time you visited my class made me feel human again.

When you made funny comments, you didn’t laugh at them. You skipped over them as if you didn’t intend them to be funny.

You talked abut your life’s work in a nonchalant way that I could identify with.

The truth is, I’m scared about my future.

I can’t confidently say I know where I will be in five years and I can’t confidently say I will be successful

What I can say is, a chill guy who reminded me of myself came into my classroom, and told me that I can be whatever I wanted to be

That, more than anything, will be all that I ever needed.


The Problem with Blogging for Class

Okay, let’s set the record straight. I like to blog. It allows me to give my perspective, opinions and tell stories.

It’s a great way to set a personal brand for yourself and a great way to– if your a decent writer– showcase your skills

But in most of my PR classes we have blogs due every week and we submit them via twitter or the internet and blogging has kind of lost its flare.

If it was up to me I would turn it in personally.

Also, to my professors reading this, don’t take it personal.

I’m simply saying what most of my peers want to but won’t.

After all I’ve been taught by most of you that at the end of the day this is MY blog and I can write whatever I want.

Despite my complaining, blogging has been a good experience and I’ve had some success as a modern day blogger with blogs like “The Annoying Yet inevitable Stereotype of being a Polynesian College student,” and “How to do Homework and Hangout With Friends.”

In 7 or 8 blogs I had already accumulated over 15,000 views and visits and talked about a lot of issues I genuinely care about.

I’ve even had a Popular Polynesian author comment and send me words of encouragement which was pretty cool.

but only because I was in the writing mood.

Key phrase: “In the writing mood.”

Now some may say, “Well then what’s the problem?” or “What about when you’re on the job and you don’t feel like writing?”

Well let’s break it down.

Blogs are a personal reflection of your thoughts on whatever the heck you want to talk about.

The catch?

You publish them online.

The world-wide web.

For the whole world to see.

When you post anything you are subjecting yourself to world-wide criticism.

Since blogging I’ve been corrected on how to spell the word “principal,” not “Principle,” and told that by having grammatical errors i am “perpetuating negative Polynesian stereotypes.”


One time a blog was due the same week one of my older brothers was being charged for a crime and facing a substantial amount of jail time.

Like a good student, I wrote a blog even though i didn’t feel like it and submitted it online before once again facing negative feedback.

Don’t get me wrong, I have tough skin, but when you’re already down, don’t feel like writing and then are criticized for those same pieces you never wanted to write and publish online in the first place?

It’s overwhelming, dangerous and irritating.

Some of you may still be saying to get over it and stop complaining. Don’t worry I’ve already been told how I’m supposed to act as a Samoan student.


You want to respond and say something like “I didn’t even want to write this.” But why?

It’s too late for that.

To be fair, I’ve had many send me notes of encouragement and love. I’ve had people thank me for my writing and have–in little ways– inspired people with my experiences and telling stories.

I love this about blogging.

I enjoy writing from a personal perspective and sharing my beliefs with others.

Just not on someone else’s conditions.







My Last quarter.

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Yesterday I talked about graduation. I explained feelings of joy and excitement and what a proud accomplishment it will be when I walk across that stage in front of my family.

But I’d be lying if I told you that happiness is all I’d feel.


Uncertainty scares me. Sure, I’ll have a piece of paper that says I’m qualified to do some things, but that doesn’t mean ill do them.

Now I’m not saying I don’t think I’ll be okay, but I just don’t know what’s next and that’s a little scary.

It doesn’t help that most students stare at me wide-eyed and in awe when i say “I don’t know what’s next,” but i try to act cool and collective like I know what I’m doing.

Truth is, I don’t

What I do know is that I’m going home to a family and community who is depending on me.

To be a leader. To influence change. To serve.

And that’s scary too.


I don’t need anyone to tell me that I deserve it. I know I do, but sometimes I feel like I don’t.

I can’t quite explain it.

From the beginning, when I got to college and realized how different I was as a student of color, different class and different culture I immediately felt as if i didn’t belong.

Do I still feel that way? Not completely.

But for some reason I feel as if graduation still will not make me feel like i belong.

I hate that.


I’m not gonna miss the homework.

I’m not gonna miss relaxing on a Saturday or Sunday night when that “oh sh**,” feeling hits you and you realize you have an assignment due in a couple hours.

But I will miss the people and the experiences college has offered me.

It’s not about the fun or the going out, but I’ve grown so much since freshman year.

I’m a completely different person, and leaving a place where I’ve done so much learning, growing and living will be hard.

I’ve worked through some of the hardest times of my life here. I’ve met people who have changed me and leaving that will be hard.


Lastly, sometimes I don’t believe in myself. Where I’m from, there aren’t many examples of people who have graduated college and can tell you what life is like post-education.

I have so many questions.

What if I’m not good enough?

What if I fail?

What if this is the wrong career path?

What if I can’t find a job?

So many feelings at once and I don’t know how to handle them.

I think experience will provide all the answers I need and there is really only one way to deal with it all.

Keep moving forward. I need to make sure that these feelings aren’t going to stop me from at least doing that.



Drowning in leis


If there is one thing I appreciate about my Samoan culture, and most Polynesian cultures for that matter, it is the way we celebrate graduation.

To many graduation is important, to others it is a simple stepping stone in life, but to Samoans? It feels like the BIGGEST deal in the world.

Naw, for real.

Like you just won the Super Bowl on the game winning throw.

And saved someones life on the way to the end zone.

While the stadium was on fire.

You get the point. it’s pretty epic.

With that said, Summer is right around the corner and soon enough myself– and many other Polynesians around the world– will have a Facebook, Twitter and instagram feed full of outlandish amounts of leis on one poor Poly kids neck as he teeters around trying to take pictures with his hundred-something long line of relatives.

When i say “outlandish,” i mean exactly that. Your lucky if these intricate homemade leis filled with money, candy (sometimes food) and many other gifts allow you to see through the crevices of their plastic, let alone breathe.

Me (left) and my brothers Jordan (right) and Christian (middle) celebrating Christians graduation from Western Washington University.

This past summer was perhaps the craziest.

I saw blown up cut-outs of kids faces, large 10 x 10 ft. quilts with their students names stitched into its fabric, and my personal favorite:

Humongous crowns made of money.

It was like every family was competing for who gave their child the best celebration, gifts and love.

At first i thought it was funny and sometimes over the top, but then i thought, why? why do we do this? is it really that important?

The answer now that my college graduation is months away is conveniently, YES! haha

Seriously though, why not? Now don’t get me wrong, we don’t need any of that stuff because we know we are loved, but I love that my culture allows us to celebrate their kids successes in the largest way possible.

I know that I’ve worked hard to get here and that college wasn’t easy. My parents didn’t go to college, so i had to figure a lot of this stuff out on my own and it’s okay to be proud.

I also love how much that support motivates me.

Senior-itis is real and being so close to done makes you want to take your foot off the gas right?


Not with my support system. Not with the greeting party that will be waiting for me when i finally do it!

So Poly families, keep celebrating each other. It’s not about the parties, money or celebration. It’s about telling each other how proud we are.

It’s about acknowledging our gifts and celebrating our successes.

Because at the end of the day, your kids know that they’re drowning in so much more than just leis!



Growing up, Birthdays Didn’t Mean Much.

Growing up, birthdays didn’t mean much.

Now don’t get me wrong, my families outrageous tradition of singing happy birthday as loudly and off key as possible is something we all look forward to, but it’s just another day to me and my siblings.

It’s not cause were stuck up or unloved, in fact, we’re the complete opposite.

But when you’re family is struggling and you’re thinking about things like when the next time you’re going to eat? Or ‘are we going to eat?’ There’s not a lot of time to think about birthdays.

Again, that’s not to say we didn’t have enough, because my family always made the impossible happen out of nothing, but birthdays always took a backseat to far greater worries.

Years later not much has changed. I am in my last year of college and of course, worries are stacked on top of worries.

Of course, that doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy my birthday, but it does mean I’ll settle for a dinner with friends, a few happy birthdays and call it a night.

Boy was I wrong.

My days are busy between two jobs, classes, homework and our CWU Polynesian club so naturally I kept to my schedule.

Went to class, went to one of my jobs, got a short workout in and went straight to Polynesian dance practice.

Before practice I informed other leaders of the group that I would be leaving early to get ready for a dinner that my girlfriend planned and that they should join when they got done.

They said they would come and so I went home and got ready.

My girlfriend arrived at my house at 8 o’clock and when i got in the car she said “Okay here, put this on.” She has a lavalava (traditional Samoan garment) in her hand tied into a blindfold and now i’m like “hold up, wait. Why?”

She proceeds to tell me that she made me a gift and that if I saw where we were going I’d know what the gift was.

I play along because I really do appreciate the effort and her excitement, so i toss on the blindfold.

We drive for about 7 minutes until we park and she helps me out of the car. I can’t see a thing and every step feels like I’m going to bump into something so I’m not feeling this blindfold thing anymore.

We walk thru the cold, into a building, and now I’m thinking “Okay, what the heck is going on?”

She slowly guides my small fearful steps through a hallway, we turn left and I feel myself walking through streamers.

Before I could realize what was happening, the blindfold is stripped off my face and there stood my CWU Polynesian family.



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Jordan Tufaga: Rushing to the line-up

When you aren’t heavily recruited, that feeling on your shoulder is more like a chip, pushing you to prove that you are just as good–or better.

For running back Jordan Tufaga, a preferred walk-on for CWU during his freshman year, this feeling is all too familiar.

Tufaga’s football journey began in the 2nd grade and he hasn’t missed a season since.

Unsure, but inspired by his father and brother who both played the game, Tufaga decided he’d give football a shot and it wasn’t long before his natural talent emerged.

“My second year playing there was an onside-kick that I picked up and scored,” Tufaga said. “that’s when my coach asked if I wanted to play running back and I said no.”

Eventually, Tufaga’s father, a person he attributes much of his success to, encouraged him to play the position.

“[My dad] said ‘just try it,’ so I did.”

Little did they know, that decision to play running back would ultimately give way to the opportunity to play college football.

Not very many scouts visit Alaska to recruit football players, but a football camp held by Tufaga’s high school coach also happened to be a camp that Ian Shoemaker, CWU football’s head Coach, has participated in for the last three summers.

“While I was up there I got a chance to meet Jordan and his father,” Shoemaker said. “Jordan was coming out at that time and it was a great opportunity for us to add a guy I thought was pretty athletic and did some good things.”

Although there was interest in Jordan’s abilities, his battle was far from over. Jordan would be offered an opportunity as a preferred walk-on and would have to earn his spot and scholarship.

“You can kind of tell who’s on scholarship and the guys who aren’t,” Tufaga said. “At first you feel like just a guy on the practice squad. I kind of felt out of place, but I knew I was good enough to be on the team.”

Along with fighting to see the field, Tufaga is also balancing school and—like many Polynesian athletes—getting used to life away from his main support system: his family.

“It’s hard not being able to actually see my family,” Tufaga said. “But I know this is what my dad would want me to do and my family is proud of me for doing this. It’s about representing the family.”

And that’s exactly what Tufaga did.

After his first year as a walk-on, the coaching staff at CWU decided during the offseason that he had earned himself a partial scholarship.

“He was named one of the top offensive scouts,” Shoemaker said. “It goes into academics, weight lifting and all the things that we ask our guys to do and he showed us that he’s able to do that.”

In a year’s time, Tufaga went from working for a spot to making impressive plays on game days.

With 429 all-purpose yards, a blocked punt against Azusa Pacific University and two touchdowns on the season, Tufaga is lucky his dad encouraged him to play running back at a young age.

As the accolades and stats continue to pile up for Tufaga, he acknowledges the journey and wants other Polynesian athletes to know that nothing comes easy.

“You need perseverance. Nothing comes easy,” Tufaga said. “You can be athletically gifted like many Polynesian kids are, but there’s books, community involvement and many other things. Many of you will have to leave your families, so just be prepared to push through it.”

Polynesians are Taking Over Sports and Entertainment

Although 2016 has been labeled by many as the worse year of this 17 year long century, the last year allowed for many Polynesians to excel in their respective crafts.

From dominating on the football field as usual to sweeping through the most acclaimed awards in Hollywood, it was quite the year for Polynesia. Here are some praiseworthy moments:

Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson claims his stake as the worlds highest paid actor raking in $64.5 million (Forbes).
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We all have our favorite rocky lines and have at least once in our life shouted the words “if you smeeeeeellllll!? well, you know the rest, but this year has to be his most impressive.

Along with releasing the number one comedy of the year alongside Kevin Hart in Central Intelligence, The Rock has had a busy year shooting the HBO series “Ballers,” and the now famous animation “Moana.”

He also has been working on films such as Baywatch, Fast 8 and Jumanji. Can you smell that?

At age 16, Destanee Aiava competes in the Australian Open.

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Although she lost her first Grand Slam match on Monday, Jan. 16th, she has been climbing the ranks quickly and her name has already begun to gain traction.

This week she got to hit with her long life idol Serena Williams, and has continued to play with elite company.

Watch for Destanee, the only player who was born in this century to play in a grand slam tournament, to continue to get better and rack up more wins against elite competition.

Reggae artist J Boog and Hawaiian Contemporary artist Kalani Pe’a invited to the Grammy’s.


Some of you remember the beginnings of J Boog’s career with songs like “Love Seasons,” and “lets do it again.” Others have only recently picked up his music.

At first it seemed as if underground reggae would be his only outlet, but he continued to gain popularity by releasing hit after hit.

This year he is nominated for Reggae Album of the year with his latest EP – “Rose Petals,” a prestigious award that puts him with the likes of Ziggy and Damian Marley, Shaggy, Sean Paul and other popular mainstream reggae artists.

Kalani Pe’a however, was nominated for best folk album with his debut album “E Walea.”

This category was added in 2011 and is award that acknowledges the best folk music from various cultures.

If Kalani, a Hawaii native who speaks Hawaiian fluently wins this award, he would be the first Hawaiian, or Polynesian for that matter, to receive this honor.

Moana makes headlines with Academy Award and Golden Globe nominations.

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Polynesians all over the world got to experience something they never have: Seeing a reflection of themselves on the big screen.

Although there were some inaccuracies pointed out and an outburst in the Polynesian communities about where Moana is actually from (it’s okay guys she’s just a cartoon), for the most part this animation was received with love and admiration.

This heroine allowed our Polynesian sons and daughters to vicariously live through these animated characters while giving the world around us a taste of Polynesia.

Moana was nominated for two Golden Globes including best original song and best animation (which they didn’t win), but still has a chance to claim the Oscar for best animated feature in February.

This is just the beginning.

There are many other notable performances with many Polynesian’s like Danny Shelton, Marcus Mariota and Steven Adams excelling in professional sports and Jason Momoa coming in the much anticipated “Justice league” as “Aquaman.”

The truth is, our talents are everywhere and have penetrated the very core of mainstream media with fresh style, culture and flavor.

Perhaps the most impressive feat of all is how small we are in numbers.

We come from tiny places scattered throughout the South Pacific yet our talents and aspirations are as big as the ocean that surrounds us. That’s what makes us amazing. That’s what makes us Polynesian.

What/who else is missing from this list? Let Me know!


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